For Roses Who Were Born In Concrete

Lost

Steady losing my mind i'm running out of time.
Darkness becoming more sublime in the wintertime.
It's like losing the race I feel like a disgrace.
Constantly losing my own pace sabotaging the race.

But this not a race Nip said it's a marathon.
So about the 3rd-4th quarter of this track i'm constantly running out of energy ..
Running out of air to breathe.
Running out of time to manage ..
I'm still running & running from my demons.
Would face my own fears but they just within me it's like treason.
Moods as bipolar as the California or Florida seasons..

Trynna keep my health right & my game tight ..
Been on this self love journey but the space ain't feeling right .. Like ..
Out of spite I curse myself knowing I ain't shit.
Still been the shit & a King in a true sense ..
Yet one learning his role in how to rule as he holds his crown in his hands ..
Not on his head ready to bash it into the brains of whoever thinks they gone fuck wit him.

Crazy how sadistic his thoughts are but yet all he does is spread love & inspiration ..
Townspeople he knows nothing of telling him he's on the way .. he has gifts & a knowledge that surpasses even some of his elders ..
Living through & learning much about the world.
Just trying to find his place ..

Still lost in his own mind this entire reality of his ..
This reality is one neuron .. one brain cell ..
Something close to WhoVille .. Oh how the pain is felt ..
Destructive thoughts multiplied by the hundreds..
Stressed out & lost his fuckin mind behind them hunnids..
An arson just wanting to set fire to all the world ..
Or is it the money? 

Ain't shit funny when the bodies on the streets..
Thinking as I watch each video that damn ..
One day that just might be me.
Trynna get out and connect but my inner me is too meek ..
Crazy shit cause I can speak my name up over some beats.